She took a deep breath at the thought. "Ling Zhenyu, please read with me!"

The man's eyes were stunned at first, and then the corners of his lips laughed. As if he had heard the beautiful news, he said in a loud voice:

"OK, I will read with you."

They finally reached an agreement, finally wiped each other's tears, looked at each other for a few seconds, and then laughed at the same time.

The man's face was full of relaxed smile, more happy than talking about billions of orders. He pretended to be aggrieved and asked her, "why don't you let me eat?"

An Liqi was amused by his attitude, raised her hand and patted him on the head, and put the chopsticks on his hand with a smile:

"eat more, the rice in the bowl must be finished, and not a mouthful can be left."

Looking at the white rice in the bowl, the man sighed with emotion:

"mother Zhang knows me and knows that I have a bad appetite. The soft rice is OK..."

"Poof..."

An Liqi immediately laughed and grabbed Ling Zhenyu's arm and joked:

"in fact, you misunderstood it. It's not because of bad appetite, but it's doomed to eat soft food. However, you have to understand that soft food also needs skills, not everyone can have delicious soft rice."

He pinched her soft cheek again and said to her fondly:

"bad girl, eat quickly. It's cold for a while."

After a few days of separation, it seems that they have experienced the four seasons of the year. They laugh at each other and take chopsticks to pick vegetables and eat together.

Rice is delicious.

The heart is warm.

After a meal for two hours, both of them refused to leave the table after eating. They sat face to face, holding hands and chatting in chairs.

As she played with her fingers, she said:

"what's next?"

When the man comes, he holds her little hand and looks at her eyes in a gentle voice:

"love."

An Liqi didn't hear clearly. She was a little stunned and then asked:

"what do you say?"

The man took her hand to his heart, squinted at her and laughed:

"what did you just ask?"

An Liqi replied in a puzzled way:

"didn't you hear clearly? I asked you what to do in the afternoon... "

Without any hesitation, a word in the man's mouth blurted out:

"love."

After hearing this clearly, an Liqi immediately raised her foot and kicked him in the past:

"what do you think in your mind? What's your plan after just experiencing such a chaotic scene?"

Ling Zhenyu shook his head with a smile, then put his finger on his lips and made a silent gesture to her:

"Shhh - after that, we will have a rest."

While speaking, he took her arm, took her in his arms, got up from the chair and walked upstairs

an Liqi put his arm around his neck as before, buried his head in his heart, and cried in a sullen voice:

"I'm serious, don't make trouble."

The man lowered his head to her ear, and his voice was incredibly soft:

"that's my most serious thing, not one of them."

He doesn't know what it's like to be married. He only knows that without her around, he'll be like a lost soul. He can't feel pain, feel tired, and even less have any joy.

Now she's back, so he's alive again.

He wants to re experience the pain of living, the fatigue of living, and the joy of living.

It's all natural.

The two were in the room, close on the bed.

Afterwards, an Liqi put her arm around his waist and her voice was soft:

"are you sure you don't have to go back to the company? What if Simon calls again? "

Ling Zhenyu laughed with justice:

"if you fall down in one place, you must be careful not to make the same mistake, so now both mobile phones are turned off - we..."

An Liqi exclaimed and laughed:

"how is it?"

Ling Zhenyu hugged her and whispered:

"continue..."

No time, no thinking, two people are immersed in each other's world, no gap.

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